—For a second, Joan can only stare,
not registering the fact that she’d risen
to her feet, legs shaking as she step-
ped forward, practically stumbling to
the man, pushing past whomever split
them. And so, arms wrapping instantly
around his waist, she found herself too
afraid to ask the one question on her
mind ;; ——where’s Carl?
♙ —For a while, he’d assumed most people
he had once cared about had died when the
Governor attempted to take the prison from
them. When they’d reached the Sanctuary
they’d looked around the entire place for
survivors from their group. That’s when he
discovered Joan, realised they were no
longer alone.
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♠ –Joan let him, and easily too. After all, isn’t that what she was doing? What they were all doing? But, granted, not...
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♙ —Rick wanted to avoid talk of his daughter until everything was settled down and they had time for it, when it...